Lan Xinling's eyes flashed with a trace of rapid displeasure.

Of course, she knew what Ou Zilei meant to her, and she had clearly said that she was not suitable for him, however, Ou Zilei still obeyed her words as if she had nothing to do.

He just treats him as an ordinary friend.

Lan Zhenhuan and Lan Xinling's father and daughter walked into a practice room side by side, and after closing the door, Lan Zhenhuan couldn't help but shake his head and look at Lan Xinling, "Ling'er, don't you really have any feelings for Zilei?" ”

"Dad, it's all your fault that you're messing around with the mandarin duck spectrum." Lan Xin said with a nuanced mouth, "I don't deny that Ou Zilei is very good, but, I have said many times, he is not the person I am looking for!" The husband in my Lan Xinling's mind should be ......"

"Handsome and chic, with outstanding talents, and a champion talent of both civil and military skills, right?" Lan Zhenhuan shook his head with a wry smile, "Ling'er, of course I know this, but how can there be such a man in this world." ”

"Yes! It's just that I didn't meet it. Lan Xinling was very firm, rolled his eyes, and pulled Lan Zhenhuan's arm, "Dad, people are not too old to marry, why do you want to pack me up and send me away immediately." Before Lan Zhenhuan could speak again, Lan Xinling had already hurriedly changed the topic, walked to the side, picked up a wooden sword and threw it at Lan Zhenhuan.

"Dad, don't go back on the ten-trick gentleman's covenant!" Lan Xinling's eyes smiled softly.

Lan Zhenhuan took the wooden sword, smiled slightly, and looked at Lan Xinling, "Stinky girl, your confidence is quite strong, don't forget, there are not many people in the entire Tianzi Pavilion who can take over Dad's ten moves." ”

"Dad, don't forget, what is called three days, impressive!" Lan Xinling casually picked up the wooden sword on one side, "Look at the move!" Suddenly, he moved forward quickly, and the wooden sword slashed forward, with the momentum of riding the wind and waves, and the sword shadow stepped on the waves, whistling!

"The internal qi has indeed increased!" Lan Zhenhuan smiled, his wrist suddenly moved, and the wooden sword conjured up three rays of light and shadow to divide into three ways to drive Lan Xinling directly, at this moment, Lan Xinling's figure was immediately forced to retreat a few steps, and staggered a few times before standing firm.

"One move!" Lan Zhenhuan looked at Lan Xinling with a smile, "Ling'er, looking at the momentum, resisting Dad's three or five moves is already your limit." ”

"Not necessarily."

Lan Xinling's eyes flashed in anticipation, and his arm swung sharply to the side, and he jumped forward again!

"Thrilling Sword!"

The shadow of the wooden sword turned like a rolling wave, and a cold light enveloped the air in an instant.

"Broken!"

Lan Zhenhuan was still only picking and stabbing, his footsteps did not move, and the wooden sword in his hand seemed to have the power of thunder, turning and casting the wooden sword in his hand as he wanted, easily defusing Lan Xinling's strong blow.

"The second move." Lan Zhenhuan looked at Lan Xinling with a smile, "Ling'er, this thrilling sword is your strongest attack, it seems that your wishful thinking today ......"

"It's not over yet!"

Lan Xinling suddenly slammed the wooden sword in his hand, his body jumped up lightly, and the red shadow spun and churned in the air, suddenly rushing straight down towards Lan Zhenhuan's direction.

At this moment, a face and a voice appeared in my mind.

"Intimate care of the first type, a worship of heaven and earth to live."

Of course, Lan Xinling only recited this sentence silently in his heart, but he was not embarrassed to shout it.

The strange sword light was also vividly displayed through the wooden sword, and Xiao Yang stood behind him, holding his arm, and the sword shadow was facing forward, and several changes were conjured up.

Suddenly approaching!

An instant.

Lan Zhenhuan's pupils shrank, 'Huh? At the last moment, the wooden sword shook horizontally, and it snapped against Lan Xinling's sword tip, however, Lan Xinling was not shocked back as before, this sword momentum seemed to have a viscous force, and the tip of the sword slid abruptly and strangely along Lan Zhenhuan's sword body, and it was picked up hard.

Woohoo!

Lan Xinling's sword shadow slashed violently.

Step on! Step on!

Lan Zhenhuan took two steps back, the smile on his face converged, and he took advantage of the sword shadow to retract and force Lan Xinling back!

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Lan Zhenhuan couldn't help but look at Lan Xinling in surprise.

At this moment, Lan Xinling's eyes lit up even more!

actually forced my dad back two steps!

Although it is in this kind of simple competition where Lan Zhenhuan does not have much luck, Lan Zhenhuan's strength is much higher than Lan Xinling, in the past, Lan Xinling used all his strength to get close to Lan Zhenhuan's body, and today he was unexpectedly forced back, which is the first time in the world!

With a flash of spiritual eyes, Lan Xinling grinned, "Dad, continue to look at the moves." ”

Lan Zhenhuan now knew the reason why his daughter was so sure of her ten moves today, and she was secretly shocked by the weird sharpness of the sword just now, and at the same time raised her eyes to look at Lan Xinling, and said with a smile, "The third move, is there anything else?" ”

"Humph!"

Lan Xinling made a big move, and used the first four styles of the 'intimate sword' that he had just learned from Xiao Yang, and the sword moves were coherent, and there was a mysterious and strange power! The subtle, weird and tricky moves made Lan Zhenhuan couldn't help but be amazed again and again, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

When Lan Xinling repeated the first form again after four moves, Lan Zhenhuan no longer gave her a chance, and suddenly the long sword drove directly, and the sword light only flashed in Lan Xinling's eyes, and in an instant, he felt that his wrist was numb, and the wooden sword immediately fell off, and before he could react, Lan Zhenhuan's wooden sword was already on Lan Xinling's neck.

"You've lost."

Lan Xinling bit her lip tightly and snorted.

"What, upset?" Lan Zhenhuan smiled, "Ling'er, you have taken Dad's seven moves for the first time today!" Moreover, your weird swordsmanship is really sharp, if you don't only know four moves, Dad, I only use one successful force, and I really may not be able to defeat you within ten moves. ”

Hearing this, Lan Xinling's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Lan Zhenhuan, "Dad, do you want to ask me where I learned this set of swordsmanship?" ”

"Knowing the father is a daughter!" Lan Zhenhuan smiled, and asked with a straight face, "Ling'er, when did you learn this set of swordsmanship?" ”

"Today." Lan Xinling blurted out.

"How is that possible?" Lan Zhenhuan couldn't help but feel a slight shock in his heart, half a sound, after making sure that Lan Xinling didn't tell a lie, he couldn't help but admire, "Such a magical swordsmanship can teach you four moves in one day, it seems that Ling'er, the predecessor who taught you swordsmanship is indeed a strange person!" ”

"Senior ......" Lan Xinling's face couldn't help twitching, but the more she knew the magic of this set of swordsmanship, the more Lan Xinling kept Xiao Yang a secret, and without Xiao Yang's approval, she didn't tell Lan Zhenhuan the truth.

"Ling'er, you have to take advantage of this great fortune!" Lan Zhenhuan said with a smile, "There are countless strange people in the land of China, and I am happy for you to have such an opportunity!" ”

Lan Xinling glanced at Lan Zhenhuan, pouted and said, "Dad, if you have something to say, just say it, do you want me to win over this ...... Senior, see if he has the intention of joining the Tianzi Pavilion? ”

Lan Xinling knows his father's character very well.

Lan Zhenhuan didn't deny it, and nodded, "It must be a good thing to be able to let such a senior join the Tianzi Pavilion!" ”

After Lan Xinling said a few perfunctory words, the father and daughter walked out of the hall.

"Master, Ling'er." Ou Zilei stepped forward, with a slight smile on his face, and did not ask about the results of the competition, of course, he already had the results in his heart.

"Zilei, how are you preparing for the Elite Competition?" Lan Zhenhuan picked up a piece of information handed over by the puppet Lei, and asked casually at the same time.

"The Dancing Wind Pavilion is ready, just waiting for the participants to arrive, everything is going very well." Ou Zilei replied in a deep voice.

"Dad, I haven't had time to ask you yet," at this time, Lan Xinling asked curiously on the side, "Although the previous elite tournaments also attached great importance to it, it didn't reach the point where it could alarm your old man to go out in person, this time, why did you come to the pearl in person?" ”

Lan Zhenhuan smiled on his face, looked at Lan Xinling, paused word by word, and said slowly, "Confidential!" ”

"............" Lan Xinling pursed his lips.

"All in all, this edition of the Elite is very important!" Lan Zhenhuan said, "Ling'er, Zilei, you two have to behave well!" ”

"Yes! Master! ”

Ou Zilei nodded immediately.

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The sky was covered with gray rain, and the river was tumbling down.

After two consecutive days of heavy rain, the river water rose a lot more than usual, and it became more turbulent.

On the vast river, the grass on both sides is overgrown, verdant and verdant, and there are a few slightly dilapidated houses scattered along the river, and behind the houses, you can faintly see a lot of high-rise buildings in the distance.

This is a settlement similar to an urban village in the lower reaches of the river, with less than 10 households, and it is about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and there is silence all around.

Wow!

On the vast river, the sound of rowing water sounds.

"Brother, are you sure you can really catch a fish this time?" A powerful voice rang out, "I'm dying of hunger!" ”

"Don't worry! Brother, I have already calculated a hexagram before I set off, and this time, we will definitely have a big harvest! A young man patted his chest and smiled confidently.

The man, Lin Xia, is about twenty-seven or eighteen, with a thin figure, and is a well-known 'unreliable' fortune teller in the neighborhood. Living by the river, his parents died early, and he depended on his sister next to him.

"You say that before every fishing." The woman's voice muttered.

The screen zooms in.

Lin Xia sighed lightly, put his hand to the side, was stunned, his right hand was forced to move up, and finally patted the woman's shoulder at the level of his eyebrows, "Fine grains, fortune-telling is our family heirloom, others don't believe in brother, don't you believe it?" Rest assured, you'll be fed up this time. ”

The figure of the fine grains is not fine at all, and the vertical ratio is almost one head higher than Lin Xia, and the horizontal ratio, two Lin Xia are not worth one fine grain. Due to the early death of his parents, Lin Xia called his sister fine grains since she was a child, and she has never changed her words.

The nets have already been cast.

Thinking that the time was about the same, Lin Xiao snapped his fingers, "Okay, ready to close the net!" ”

Hearing this, Fine Grains immediately nodded, and at the same time moved a step sideways......

Bang!

The dilapidated wooden boat shook violently.

"Don't!" Lin Xia hurriedly spoke, "Fine grains, I didn't tell you, this boat may not be able to support your impact at any time, don't move." ”

"Oh." The head of the fine-grained round pier nodded.

Lin Xia quickly pulled the fishing net......

Suddenly, I felt the heaviness of the fishing net!

His eyes lit up.

Wow laugh!

"It's coming, it's coming! Sure enough, a big fish went into the net! ”

The fine grains are also a big joy, and they jumped abruptly, "Great, great!" ”

Boom!

The tattered wooden boat shook violently for a moment.

Lin Xia didn't care about reminding the fine grains at this time, and prayed silently while pulling the net.

"Please, God, give me big fish, lots and lots of big fish!"

Fine grains glanced at Lin Xia, and couldn't help but pray secretly, looking at the river with glowing eyes.

There are words in the mind.

"Please, God, give me a beautiful man! There are so many beautiful men! ”

Burst!

Lin Xia almost stumbled and fell, and the black line on his forehead hurriedly sped up the speed of closing the net.

Wow!

The river is tumbling......

"Big Fish ......" Lin Xia was stunned for a moment.

"Wow! Beautiful man! The fine grains' eyes lit up, "One is fine!" ”

Rumble!

The huge body couldn't wait to jump down, splashing a lot of water!